Daily Archives: May 18, 2009

Save the cheerleader, save the show??

Posted by August Bravo on

Let me sum up the finale to Heroes in one sentence:

WHAT THE FUCK?

Seriously. This entire fucking season was just a constant letdown. One of the main things that keeps me watching this show is Zachary Quinto. How cool of a fucking character is Sylar? Rhetorical question. But even his character the entire season had mommy and daddy issues which permitted him from being the total badass he is. Now as I know, all of you are nodding your heads in agreement as you think this show is a ridiculous waste of time. While I still enjoy the plot line, the writers definitely need to come up with a more enticing way to end, or even run, a series.

How can I incorporate one of the characters smelling like straight up mayonnaise?

How can I incorporate one of the characters smelling like straight up mayonnaise?

Basically, the last episode consisted of a battle between Sylar, Nathan, and Peter. Nathan, flying man is virtually useless in this fight.

This is the kind of thing that marrying a Dixie Chick leads you to.

This is the kind of thing that marrying a Dixie Chick leads you to.

Sylar, being the pseudo badass he is, kills the motherfucker. Sweet. Finally we get some real action. It’s then just Peter and Sylar, which isn’t really a fight at all. Basically Sylar bounces only to later get conned into meeting the president. Peter, disguised as a black president, injects him with what I’m assuming is something to pass out. Although, plot hole, he shouldn’t pass out because he’s got the same powers the cheerleader has and shouldn’t be left incapacitated, but of course, he does. Whatever.

I cant die, but you can knock me out.

I can't die, but you can knock me out.

In one of the biggest fucking bitch moves, the writers make Matt Parkman, with the ability to read people’s minds and make them think whatever he wants, convinces Sylar, who is unconscious, that he is Nathan Petrelli. What does this do? Besides completely believing he is Nathan, who is now dead, he shape shifts, which he can do, into Nathan. Why? To convince the world, and the cheerleader, that he is still alive. WTF?

The only glimpse of hope lies in the remaining minute where Nathan, Sylar, notices one of the clocks in his office running too fast. Sylar, formerly Gabriel Grey, was a watchmaker before he was a psycho killer.

I was pretty disappointed with this ending, but what can I do? I’m a professed fan of this sometimes faltering show. Will I watch the show next season? Of course. Will I be happy about it? Probably not.

Were afraid so.

We're afraid so.

There’s one in all of us.

Posted by Marco Sparks on

A short post today but I think I want to start slowly talking about things I love, well, more things I love than I usually talk about, I guess you could say. But today I’m going to start with one of the movies I’m really looking forward to coming out this year. In fact, it’s probably the only other movie that I’m really looking forward to coming out this year…

Of course I’m talking about Spike Jonze’s adaptation of Maurice Sendak’s Where The Wild Things Are. I think Videogum summed up the initial appeal of this movie (based on it’s awesome trailer) perfectly:

This thing seriously looks scientifically designed to fuck up the hipsters’ shit. Do the math. Spike Jonze + Arcade Fire + Nostalgia + Magic + Monsters + Divorced Moms + Snowballs + Scribble Font + Shouting Off a Cliff.

For real. Sendak’s book was one of my absolute favorites growing up, another being Madeleine L’Engle’s A Wrinkle In Time, which I try to reread at least once a year, but I don’t just want to mention the book/movie today. What I actually wanted to direct your attention to was the blog for the film, We Love You So.

It’s a fascinating collection of bits about the film along with nods towards it’s influences and like-minded pieces of wonderfulness. I spent a delightful hour or so just browsing through all the entries on there the other night and I’d recommend you throw the site into your favorites and check it out whenever you’re in dire need of a smile or just something interesting.

One of the contributors is one of my favorite writers (that you can find on the internet, though I can’t imagine she’ll be confined to just the internet for long), Molly Young, and there’s a few other writers there too whom I don’t know of yet. Spike Jonze is supposed to poke in and out of the blog on occasion and… well, that’s enough out of me. Go check it out, okay?

And this is me showing you where the wild things really are (in case you were curious):